Lazy morning. After our usual routine, John did a few projects (cleaned bugs off windshield, tire covers on, awning out (with string attached for broken strap). I wrote/posted blog, then meandered through all the other blogs I like that I haven’t seen for a couple weeks.

After lunch we drove to Jefferson to pick up our General Delivery package of ROD membership materials. While there, the truck with fresh corn on the cob was there again so..we bought 13 ears again! When we walked back to our car at the PO, we saw a Jeep from Washington State, recognizing the people in it were from Kenisee Lake! Then their friends, also from Washington, arrived. Imagine, 3 cars from Washington State at an Ohio Post Office.

From there we went to the Cherry Valley Furniture & Bulk Food Store (Amish owned/run). Beautiful solid wood furniture, of all sorts and loads of yummy foods, in bulk. We bought some peaches (to join our corn), apple butter (without sugar) and a couple foil pans. You should see the beautiful clocks they have too. Wonderful place, even just to window shop.

On the Causeway that runs over the Pymatuning Reservoir (built for a consistent water source and flood control) going from Ohio into Pennsylvania.

At the Spillway, where since the 1930’s vendors were selling bread to feed the Carp. Only here is it legal to feed bread to the fish in Pennsylvania. The concrete “spillway bowl” was built to allow independent regulation of the upper reservoir, to provide optimal wildlife habitat. The flow of water over the bowl brings a constant supply of natural food there. Carp are swimming in the “bowl”, ducks and geese standing on the lip. When people feed the Carp they are so thick, “the ducks walk on the Carp”. Even though these fish are ugly, when America decimated natural fish populations, these fish were imported from Europe and Asia. Now cheap and readily available, they are served in prominent eating establishments. They can live up to 20 years and, the largest of the minnow family, weigh up to 50 pounds.

When we returned we relaxed in the shade and breezes, then Chris and Andy came over for a visit. Looks like we’ll be camping at Orlando TT (Orlando, FL) in December! We split to have our leftover suppers, then met with them and Don and Linda for wine and talk around the campfire. The “blue moon” came up, finally, but it was behind hazy clouds. When it got dark, we flashlighted our way back home.

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.